Monday, August 10, 2009

Coming Home to You

there is no need for remorse
No need for regrets
There is no punishment
No guilt
No fear
No funeral procession
Only celebration
at the return of the prodigal daughter
gone too long from the bosom of the weeping mother

there is only fulness
Only beauty
Each petal of every tree turned to embrace the sun

When the heart returns
there is no talk of worthiness
No talk of sacrifice
No path to choose
No wrong turn
No proof of purchase

There is only
and dancing
and poetry

Let the heart sing
Each note a compass to your eternity
I'm coming home
I'm coming home to you.

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